done-zo

The school year, as well as my first year teaching, is officially over. It's exciting but surprisingly sad at the same time. After finishing grading all the final exams it was a great feeling, but cleaning up the classroom and shutting off the light (however cheesy as this sounds) felt weird. Brian, the teacher whose room I have my desk in, and I made a few Boy Meets World jokes as we slowly left our classroom imagining Feeney giving some sort of closing remarks.

In any case, I an no longer and will never be again a first year teacher. Although I will always be a student-teacher.